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[Cambot comes across MakubeX sitting on the ground the best a porygon can, head ducked between his feet-thingies.]

I feel ill... Please tell me it isn't just me seeing strange things.

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This is assuming nothing else bad happens...

If it does, we'll take care of it.

[He gives a tiny nod.] Right.

[When the door opens again, he leads the way out.]

[She catches up, though, and sticks by him until they reach his door.]

You want me to stay for a while?

I'd appreciate that. If you don't mind, that is.

Not at all.

[She wouldn't have offered if she did.]

Thank you.

[Fortunately, the door's cracked open, so he glides in.]

You're welcome.

[She follows him in, nudging the door so that it's not wide open, but open just enough to let a bit of light shine in from the hall.]

How's the dizziness?

Better, but not completely gone. I wonder...

[Xion shifts into Eevee form, and looks curious.]

Oh?

[She's glad he's feeling better, but curiosity wins in this case, sorry Maku.]

Mmm... Just thinking... I wonder if it's because of what I am.

Because of the kind of Pokemon you are, or...

...that and what I truly am.

[That's what she'd been thinking, but hadn't been quite sure how to bring it up.]

It's possible. I think I heard Harvey tell Roxas it's a glitch--that's something to do with computers, right?

It could refer to any sort of error, really, but yes. However, if it's affecting others...

[He tilts his head thoughtfully.] Which makes me wonder further. Perhaps our forms are merely virtual.

[She tilts her head in thought, as well.]

You mean these Pokemon we look like now are virtual, too?

Possibly.

It could also be something akin to my own virtual reality I created back home. If that were the case, a lot of what has happened to us up here really hasn't affected us. They've been elaborate illusions.

Both are just theories, really.

[She nods, her expression serious, and her Eevee form's hackles raise at the mention of illusions. First the "it was all a dream" and now this. She's had enough of those (and manipulation) to last her for a long time.]

Maybe it'll be like last week, and we get an answer.

[He notices that, but keeps quiet.]

Perhaps. Or it could be like when we turned into ponies. [Sigh.] If only I had better equipment.

[Awfully nice of him. The slight change of topic helps settle her a little.]

There's equipment that could help you figure it out?

Yes. Well... depending.

I see.

[Nuzzles.]

You're used to being able to figure things like this out, right?

I am. It's rather frustrating not knowing what's going on or why.

[Oh, she knows that syndrome.]

Maybe we can go looking for more information when you feel better.

[Then an idea crosses her mind.]

Did you want to get some rest?

[He nods.] We can do that. I'm not sure how much I will be able to do, though.

[He rocks back and forth a bit.] I'm feeling a bit better, but taht would probably be a wise idea.